Drank the Poison

*Smut Warning*

All I needed was someone like Vic to bring this out of me. And now that I know where his head is, I'm finally willing to let him have his way with me.

Vic’s lips were soft yet demanding against mine, and the feeling he was supplying me was euphoric.

I slipped my hands up his muscular chest and to the back of his neck where my fingers tangled in his long brown hair. He moaned into my mouth as his tongue explored around and slid along my own. Fuck I never wanted this to end, but at the same time I couldn't wait to move this along.

He thrust his hips down onto mine, and rubbed against me in the most arousing way. I tugged on his hair as I moaned, evoking a deep growl from Vic.

I couldn't help myself as I reached down and grabbed his ass.

He forcefully grabbed my hips, pinning me down and forcing me into submission. But I didn’t mind, I was more than willing to let Vic play the dominant role.

He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. Holy shit it felt good as he rolled his hips against mine and I couldn’t do anything about it.

He did it over and over and the friction was intoxicating. It made me gasp in pleasure and break the kiss. But Vic didn’t miss a beat as his lips left mine and travelled up my jaw line and to my earlobe where he sucked and nibbled on the sensitive skin.

Then he moved behind my ear and sensually growled against my skin, making me shudder underneath him.

“Fuck.” I breathed. I could feel him smile as he kissed my hot skin.

“Please Vic” I whimpered as I got even more turned on, if that was even possible. I was so needy, and my hunger for him was unreal.

“Please what?” Vic whispered with his lips barely hovering over my skin. “Tell me what you want me to do to you” He rubbed his hand down my chest and onto my hips. “I can do whatever you want me to do.”

Next he attacked my collarbone, making me gasp every time he bit, licked, or sucked on the sensitive skin. He travelled along my neck, leaving hickies on top of the marks and bruises. Replacing bad memories with good ones.

I didn’t reply to him though, I couldn’t reply. I could barely think straight, much less form words.

He stopped what he was doing, and lifted his head up to look at me. Shit, he looked so hot. I couldn’t wait any longer. His hair was messed up from my hands being tangled in them, his lips were slightly swollen from the kissing, and his powerfully built chest was rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath.

He really was going to make me say it. I was putty in his hand though, “I want you, Vic, I need you.” I whined.

“To do what Kells?” He asked innocently, roughly cupping the bulge in my pants.

“I-I want you to fuck me.” I squirmed with want as Vic took on a whole new determination.

“Fuck Kellin.” His eyes scanned up and down my sensitive body, finally landing on my eyes. He bit his lip and kissed me deeply, as one hand kept him up and the other rubbed up and down my thigh.

He continued kissing down to my chest where his tongue flicked over my nipple, making my breathing hitch.

“Oh god Vic, please.” I began to beg for him to get on with it already.

And he did. He travelled down to my waistband, and flicked his eyes up at me as he smirked. I knew I was about to get teased, and I was excited.

He licked across the top of my waistband, from hip bone to hip bone. My moan was stopped by my own gasp as his hand applied harder pressure to the one spot that really needed it.

My head flung back and I pushed my hips up, trying to get even more. I was needy and weak under Vic’s command. And he knew it too.

He popped my jean’s button open and pulled the zipper down with shaking anticipation. He grabbed my jeans and yanked them down roughly along with my boxers.

He grabbed hold of me and started to slowly stroke me. It was torturously slow. I squirmed, and gave him a pleading look.

So he lent down and kissed my tip. I let out a loud moan this time, letting Vic know that I wanted, no needed, more. He licked me from base to tip a few times before putting his lips around me, and sucking my tip just lightly enough.

He began to take me into his mouth adding another inch each time he bobbed his head. And each time he reached the top, he’d swirl his tongue around my tip, driving me crazy. I groaned in frustration as Vic’s torture became too much.

He took me by surprise and suddenly took me all the way in his mouth, over and over. I swear I felt myself hit the back of his throat, and I was about to loose it right then.

There was this pooling feeling in my stomach, and I was on the edge.

“V-Vic stop, I don’t want to come yet.” I gasped, stringing my fingers through his hair, finally having my heart and brain take over my lust, knowing that I wanted to make Vic feel this good too.

He stopped what he was doing, and I took the opportunity to grab him and pushed him onto his back. I tugged down his pants and boxers just enough for me to get him ready.

I got straight to the point and began to pump him. I applied just enough pressure to force another moan out of him. I wanted to tease him like how he teased me, but I just couldn't wait. So I brushed my thumb over his tip a few times, and that must have been enough.

Vic let out a shaky ‘okay’ and caught his breath as I let go.

“You ready?” He asked making sure.

“Only if you are..” I said cockily, already knowing that answer.

Vic jumped up and jogged out of the room. He returned seconds later holding up a condom and what looked like a mini bottle of lube. Of course he would.

He flashed me a hungry grin, and tossed them on my nightstand. He quickly unbuckled his pants the rest of the way as I watched and tried to catch my own breath (which wasn't very easy with Vic in front of me).

Once his pants were off, he yanked off his boxers and threw them across my bedroom too, leaving both of us completely naked. He reached for the lube and popped the lid open. He squeezed it all over three of his fingers, and the erotic look in his eyes drove me wild.

He crawled back onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs, and kissed my inner thighs.

I spread my legs a little wider, giving him better access, and letting him know that I was more than willing.

He brushed one of his fingers over my entrance before slipping it in. It felt weird at first, but I adjusted quickly. He added a second and moved them around until he looked up and I nodded, biting my lip with desire.

He added the third, and my breathing hitched.

“You alright?” He asked looking up, holding still.

“Uh-huh.” I caught my breath and nodded. He smiled and moved his fingers in and out, scissoring them as he went. And after a few times it began to feel really good. Strange but definitely good.

Then Vic curled his fingers, and a shock of both pain and pleasure shot through me. I threw my head back, then recovered enough to pick up the condom, and throw it at Vic.

He chucked at me, while I was longing and begging him to go further.

Vic removed his fingers, and I couldn’t help but shudder and have my toes curl. He grabbed the condom and ripped it open with his mouth. Show off.

“Oh Vic, I want to feel you inside me, that felt so good.” I said looking him straight in the eye. He swore under his breathe as he quickly rolled the condom into himself and added more lube into his hand.

“Tell me what you want Kellin.” He asked again, while spreading the lube onto himself. He must really have liked to hear my breathless, dirty smut, so I pulled his face towards mine, only centimeters apart.

“I want you to fuck me Vic. Hard. Make me scream. I want you to make me scream and beg for it.” I whispered against his lips.

“Fucking shit.” He muttered.

He shifted back, repositioning himself, and picked up my hips like I was a doll. Then I felt him slowly begin to push in, constantly checking to make sure that I was okay.

It was painful, but not nearly as bad as I had imagined. I threw my head back onto my pillow, and clenched my eyes shut. He stopped what he was doing and began to shake as he waited for me to adjust. “Can I move?” He asked shakily.

“Ya” I exhaled. He pulled out and immediately pushed back in, making me scream out in pleasure and pain. I was so sensitive, and soon everything felt hot and amazing.

He was going at a good pace, but I was ready for more, and by the looks of it so was Vic.

“Oh Vic. Yes. Harder please, harder.” And he did, finally letting his lust completely takeover. I dug my nails into his back as his hands gripped harder onto my hips.

“Oh my God.” I moaned, as he began to slam into me. The look in his eyes was fierce. He looked devilish as the light layer of sweat glistened off of his naked body.

He leaned down and our lips connected as well as they could while we rocked and pushed back and forth.

I arched my back, trying to go deeper, and Vic moaned against my lips.

That was when Vic changed his rhythm and started to grind against me. He hit this one spot inside me that sent my over the edge. “Oh fuck Vic!” I shouted out his name.

Vic couldn’t even form words anymore, so he just grunted and panted like an animal.

“V-Vic touch me.” I gasped. He wrapped his hand around me, and pumped me as he thrust even harder and deeper into me. I couldn’t help but scream out as I released onto my stomach.

Everything was so sensitive, and it felt like I was high. But it was more than that, I don’t think any drug could ever make someone feel this good.

The sight sent Vic over the edge too, and after one more thrust he was coming inside of me.

Eventually he pulled out, and threw his head onto the pillow next to me.

We both just laid there and tried to steady our breathing. He finally rolled of the condom and threw it onto the floor.

I reminded myself to move that later, but in the moment I was too exhausted to move.

And even though we were both glistening with sweat, Vic sat up and pulled the covers over us. He grabbed me and wrapped his arms around me, pressing out chests together. I couldn’t help but smile as I nuzzled my head into him. I had never felt so good, or so close to anyone before.

Vic lent over and kissed the top of my head. It was only 4:30, so Vic and I had the next three hours left to ourselves, to nap and to cuddle. And that’s what did.

“I love you Kells.”

“I-I love you too Vic.”